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"Shoulders aren the same as her butt. Are you going to rub her tits too?" Now she was just being petulant. "Cheryl. Jenny and I have been working out for almost a year. You can thank her that our sex life is so good - shes the one that got me into the gym, nagging me. As my workout buddy, we take each others measurements every month, with calipers to check bodyfat. You know we do that half-nude, stripped to our underwear. Weve become good friends, but gay trucker sex there is almost no sexual tension between us. If I massage her butt, its to take the soreness out of the muscles. If I massage YOUR butt, it means I intend to lay some pipe, and pretty damn soon." She giggled a bit at that, but strangely the laugh turned into almost hysterical weeping. "Cheryl, I didn screw gay trucker sex your sisters butt." I said this vehemently, and honestly. "Oh, I believe you. I almost wish you had. You know, she hasn been on a date in probably 4-5 months. Shes only been going out with Marisa, and now I think Marisa is moving in with her." she was still sobbing. "So?" "So, Marisa is bi; I think Jenny is turning gay." "Come on, Cheryl, why would you think that. And why would you think Marisa is bi?" "Jenny told me Marisa was bi, ever since college. And as for Jenny, well for one, shes only dating women - you talk to her almost every day, when was the last time she dated a guy?" "Im not sure, late summer I think. I guess that didn work out too well. Going out with Marisa doesn mean shes dating her, come gay trucker sex on, Marisas married." The divorce wasn quite gay trucker sex final yet.

"She used to talk about guys all the time, guys from work gay trucker sex, guys from school. Now she never does. Does she ever talk to you about guys from school gay trucker sex or work?" She asked me. "No, I guess not. But she never did talk to me about that stuff." "Well, I know last year she said she was ready to give up on men, and now it looks like she has. Can you find a guy for her? Shes had nothing but miserable lovers and bad experiences for the last 4 years. She needs someone like you. Some guy who can give her what she needs. Don you know anybody?" she asked, clinging to my arm. Her spare hand was working gay trucker sex down to my gay trucker sex crotch. "Well, I don know. Let me talk to her and see if she is looking to be dating. I haven heard any mention of Marisa moving in either." I was purposefully hesitant here, thinking this whole thing may work out. I love serendipity. "One of gay trucker sex those young engineers that work for you then. They would love her, can you set her up with them?" "Come on, Cheryl. Weve tried that, Ive brought her to work parties, and she doesn want to have anything to do with those geeks as she puts it. She is so damn picky." "Steve, weve got to help her." Cheryl was opening my pants, and pulling out my hardening cock. Stroking it, she looked up to gay trucker sex me, "If you can get her laid really good, maybe shell rethink this. Youve got to help me." She gay trucker sex stopped talking to take my cock in her mouth and work it up and down. "If you do this Ill do anything you want, ANYTHING." "Well, Ill try, but we don talk about that kind of stuff much. I don even know what kind of guys she likes." It was getting hard to talk. Cheryls mouth may not be quite as talented as Jenny’s, but who was I to nit-pick. She pulled up again, "Well, we know she thinks you e cute. Shes often gay trucker sex told me how lucky gay trucker sex I must be, now that you e such a hunk. When you e rubbing her butt, see if you can get her turned on." "Oh, come on, Cheryl." I said, exasperated. "You don want me to do that. What would I do if she did get excited? And besides, shes got such a skinny butt, almost like a boys."